Chapter 231

At the foot of Zijin Mountain, the sound of horse's hooves is rolling, and a line of iron horses gallop on their horses, and the speed is extremely fast, and the ground is constantly shaking.

Most of the people were covered by the mask, but their faces were full of iron.

What's more, the cavalry on which these people sit is all red blood. They even have snow moon horses and red blood steeds.

On the front red blood horse, different from the iron man on the other horses, she was a woman with graceful figure and white clothes. Although she was veiled, she was still holy.

Just that kind of temperament makes you feel like an immortal, which can only be seen from afar.

This is the first woman, awe inspiring is the dream of love, white victory snow, floating if fairy.

And the crowd following Meng Qing is the red blood army, the people of Tianjian camp, and the red blood sky sword.

On that day, Lin Feng pursued thousands of miles in the battlefield and left alone. After the war, the red blood Sky Sword man came out to look for it with his dream. A few days later, he finally got the news in Lagerstroemia villa by chance. Lin Feng set foot on the purple mansion on Zijin Mountain.

Therefore, the dream feeling and others came from a long distance, and there was no pause on the way.

At the same time, at the top of Zifu mountain, before the forbidden area and palace, Lin Feng forced Zifu's ancestor back, his body moved again, and did not stay for a moment. This time, he took Duan Xinye beside him and moved together. With a step, he led Duan Xinye to reach Ziying.

"Roar"

Ziying's mouth let out a roar. Lin Feng even regarded him as a soft persimmon. He was the leader of the purple mansion, but he seemed to be a weak man. Lin Feng led a man to fight him in the gap between fighting with his ancestors, as if he could kill Ziying in an instant, which made Ziying feel endlessly insulted.

On weekdays, he is the leader of Zifu mansion. His position is so noble, and he has the strength of Lingwu peak. He dominates the area. Who is not respectful to him.

But today, Lin Feng, a young man with a single sword, stepped on his purple mansion and killed him. He took his purple shadow as waste and killed him in the gap.

The terrible purple virtual shadow rises again, and the purple light is all over the sky. The purple shadow is wrapped by the purple gas, and the crazy bully's fist bombards out again.

"Sword of the setting sun!"

Lin Feng said indifferently, the sword in his hand crossed the void. This sword is not dazzling, but gives people a lonely and bleak artistic conception.

A hero is old and a strong man is broken.

Again full of vitality of genius, again dazzling strong, eventually there are twilight, there are lonely people.

The sword of Chaoyang is full of vigor and vitality, with endless vitality and surging vitality.

The sword of light, tyrannical and powerful, is the light of the sun, which can shine on everything, destroy everything, and do everything.

Sword of sunset, sword of twilight, a sword falls, as if any flashy life, will end, no matter how dazzling you have been.

Purple shadow, then from the bottom of his heart really felt this sense of twilight, once dominated the side, now Lin Feng wantonly humiliated, this does not agree with his situation?

The heart trembled, and the shadow of boxing all over the sky seems to be a lot dimmer. With a sword falling, all the flashy things have poured out their elegant demeanor and ended the curtain.

When the sword of the setting sun falls, purple shadow's body slowly falls down, and the heart of the crowd, also with the fierce shaking.

Zifu master Ziying, one sword, death!

"Strong!" The crowd felt numb, dead, purple shadow, also killed by Lin Feng, this temperament is strong.

"Boom

Purple light into a spiral shape, wrapped around the body of the purple house ancestor, rose from the sky.

Lin Feng forced him to retreat. Then, in an instant, he killed Ziying with a sword. In front of him, the strongman in the Xuanwu realm and the ancestor of Zifu, he killed the head of Zifu, Ziying.

This is not only to kill his descendants, but also to him naked humiliation, his purple mansion ancestor, useless.

"I'll tear you to pieces."

His face was ferocious and cold. The body of the ancestor of Zifu stepped on the corridor, and the whole corridor trembled violently as if it might collapse at any time.

"A thousand dead bodies?" Lin Feng eyes indifference, way: "you said you came, I will never have a chance to kill him, but now how, he has been a dead man."

"You will bury him."

Zifu Laozu's step is another stride. The shaking of the ground makes Lin Feng's heart tremble. He is angry. The ancestor of Zifu in Xuanwu is completely angry.

"You'll have to try."

Lin Feng places Duan Xinye behind him and strides forward. The battle spirit rises to the sky.

Everyone in the space can clearly feel Lin Feng's intention to fight. Even if he is facing the powerful existence of the Xuanwu realm, he still does not shrink back, and there is no fear. He only has the burning fighting heart and full of blood.

This is the real martial arts cultivation. How can Lin Feng not be so strong? It is not only because of his talent, but also because of his extremely determined heart."Good!"

The ancestor of Zifu felt Lin Feng's fighting spirit. He roared with fury and stepped forward. The surging strength surged on his body, and the purple Zhenyuan force rushed towards Lin Feng fiercely.

"Sword of death."

When Lin Feng wields his sword, he uses the sword of death in the realm of the unity of heaven and man. He does not know how powerful it is than before. This sword integrates heaven and earth and contains the artistic conception of death.

"Boom!"

A sword and a purple sword collide with each other. It's really powerful to carry the sword from Fengshan.

People in the Xuanwu realm gather Zhenyuan, Zhenyuan, which is made up of endless heaven and earth vitality. The power of Zhenyuan is more powerful than that from heaven and earth. I don't know how many times.

When he was angry, the ancestor of Zifu tried his best to use the power of Zhenyuan. Although it was just a random blow, Lin Feng couldn't bear it. His sword arm was shaken and his body fell back.

"Beyond our means."

Zifu Laozu lenglengleng said, step forward again, the ground issued a roar.

It was a violent and domineering blow, and the purple Zhenyuan turned into a spiral shape and spewed out along his arm.

"Boom

There was another violent explosion. Lin Feng snorted and pulled Duan Xin Ye back. The angry ancestor of Zifu was just like a demon.

"This is the gap between the Lingwu realm and the Xuanwu realm, which is different from the leapfrog challenge. There are essential changes between the Lingwu realm and the Xuanwu realm."

Lin Feng thought secretly that war is to experience and experience the Xuanwu realm, and to test himself and stimulate his own strength.

Sooner or later, he will step into the realm of Xuanwu. The deeper he realizes, the more helpful he will be in the future.

"We can't fight, but we should leave something behind."

Lin Feng's burning sense of war does not reduce, eyes tightly staring at the purple mansion ancestor.

"Don't look at me. In the face of Xuanwu, you won't have any chance. You don't want to move me. You can only wait for death."

Purple house ancestor indifferently said, roaring purple true yuan, more and more intense.

"Is it?"

Lin Feng whispered, the body suddenly disappeared, shadow kill, body shadow.

"Is it useful?"

The ancestor of Zifu sneered at how strong the vision and sense of Xuanwu realm are. Although Lin Feng's martial arts skills are very strong, Lin Feng's cultivation is after all a spiritual realm and can't give full play to his power.

The purple light roared and killed everything. However, at this moment, a sword directly stabbed on the purple light, which is a sword of shadow strike.

"Abandon the sword!"

Zifu Laozu sneered and his palm trembled violently. The sword was immediately entangled by purple light and stopped in front of his throat, unable to move forward half a step.

Lin Feng's figure emerged, standing in front of the ancestor of the purple mansion, coldly said: "who said that the Lingwu realm can't hurt the strong one in the Xuanwu realm."

"Cross shadow kill!"

The voice spits out, Lin Feng whole person, turned into a sword, extremely sharp, destroys all the sword.

His hands crossed the void, and the light of the cross was shining brightly. Fast and fast, the crowd could only see a cross light and shadow condensing in the void, as if it had been there all the time. But they understood that the cross light and shadow appeared just now.

When Lin Feng's voice dropped, the ancestor of Zifu felt the danger. He also immediately let purple Zhenyuan defend himself. However, it was still late. The purple gas on his chest was instantly annihilated under the shadow of the cross. His clothes were broken. There was a huge clear cross in his chest, which was the same as the light in the void. It was terrifying and could be seen from flesh and blood See you.

Almost, only a little. If he is weak, the cross will cut him down.

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